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There were four seats and only one was occupied. The brown-haired man from before. He waved Xanatos over to a seat. "I know you have some bad history, but the Jedi representatives are needed to at least observe the agreement. "Do they know I'm here?" he asked carefully.
The other man shook his head. "No, I don't think they know." They fell silent as the waited for the Jedi team to arrive. Finally there was the sound of boots outside the door. Xanatos tensed as the door opened, and he looked up from the doodle he had been doing in his boredom, and met Qui Gon's shocked blue eyes.
Cautiously Qui Gon and Obi Wan stepped into the room. Letting out his breath, Xanatos made himself turn back around and continue his doodle. So far it was a picture of two people on a grassy plain at night with a alien spacecraft flying over head.
Being a doodle it wasn't very good or detailed. Out of the corner of his eye Xanatos watched his master and Obi Wan taking their seats.
The brown haired man cleared his throat and sat up from where he had been watching Xanatos doodle. "As you've probably been informed our planet wants to set up a trade route with Telos."
Qui Gon nodded, "Yes, your senator informed us of this." Obi Wan said nothing and just sat and observed the proceedings like the good little thirteen year old padawan he was.
With a sigh Xanatos finished what he was doing and set his sketch down. He looked up at the other men and leaned back in his seat. Qui Gon's face was carefully blank as he glanced at him before turning his attention back to the diplomat.
Obi Wan looked for a moment as if he was struggling to not throw a dirty look at Xanatos, his Jedi side won and Obi Wan merely followed his master's example.
Xanatos rolled his eyes and also looked to the diplomat, signaling that he was ready to begin. "Yes well," The poor man looked like he wasn't sure what to do in this situation. "We think that a trade route would be most beneficial to both our plants..."
"So long as we can keep pirates from taking the goods." Xanatos interrupted smoothly. "Yes, that is a set back, hm-mm, we could hire some people, like bounty hunters, form both our planets to guard the route."
"Provided we can convince them to take shifts and spend a majority of their time up there." Xanatos pointed out. "Also bounty hunters would rather chase criminals then play watchdog."
"So what do you suggest?" the man asked.
"Train up some cops and let them take shifts up there doing what we pay them to. I don't mean all our officers, just enough to have some cops on and off the planet." Xanatos said calmly. "After all, we don't pay our taxes for them to stand around looking pretty."
The man looked thoughtful for a moment then nodded in agreement before turning to Qui Gon. "What do you think Master Jedi?" He asked curiously.
Qui Gon looked thoughtful. "It sounds like a good plan. I'm sure the hunters will appreciate not being charged with this duty. And its good that something will be done to prevent pirate raids along the trade route."
The man nodded. "Is that your only concern Lord Xanatos?" Xanatos nodded. The man pulled a contract out of his cloak. "I just need you to read and sign this, unless there was something the Master Jedi wanted to add?" He turned to Qui Gon who shook his head.
Xanatos took it and looked it over carefully before signing. The man took it back and signed it too and then put it back in his cloak. He shook Xanatos' hand enthusiastically. "It's been a pleasure doing business with you sir." Xanatos nodded back.
Xanatos glanced up at his former master who had stood, getting ready to leave, and was watching him closely, probably to make sure Xanatos didn't go psycho and attack his padawan.
Xanatos nodded to them and wordlessly turned and walked out the door. He headed for the main entrance to the office room, when his hidden scar was hit with a powerful flash of pain that had him leaning against the wall.